What was taking him so long? Buddy had been back for twenty minutes. She exhaled a sigh of relief when she saw the familiar blue truck coming toward her. By the time he pulled up next to the house she was at the truck door almost hopping up and down. In her hurry to have him exit, she barely noted his grim expression. “I’m so glad you’re back! I thought I was going to have to call Joe. It’s Sugar Baby. There’s something wrong with her. I went to the barn right after you left, looking for Dog, and she’s acting funny. Buddy’s with her now.” He gave a curt nod and headed for the barn. Abby followed him, half-running to keep up. “Do you think she may be in labor?” “That would be my guess.” “Will she be okay?” She couldn’t keep the worry out of her voice. For some reason she found herself identifying with the beautiful bay mare more than she did the others.
